from across the street
we’ve sat across one another for years;
you, always green
me, always gray.
I sit and wonder about
the trimming of your lawn
about the condition of your bath.
how we’ve stood through better times.
but it is not proper to discuss these things
until we’ve grown at least this old.
– Hoc Scripsi
image courtesy of Magpie tales #52
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Magpie #36
the platitudes of willful resemblance 